Jessica_zero
05-18-2006, 11:56 PM
I've just discovered discuss dogs, this is my first posting, I know it's a sad place to begin but it's what I'm dealing with most recently. About a year ago my fiance, Greg, my friend, Sandy, and I saved a mother Lhaso Apso and her 3, 4 week old puppies. They'd been terribly neglected and abused, I won't go into to much detail but the worst of it was cigarette burns inside their ears. I was told that the father was a tiny toy wire hair terrier, I'm not sure what that is but these little puppys were tiny. Greg and I were just giving Sandy a ride to get them but when we saw what had been done to them and how small and helpless they were, we were no longer just giving them a ride. When we brought them all home we thought they were all brown dogs. but after a few baths we discovered one beautiful white mama, two tan and white pups, and one black and tan pup. Greg and I took in the Black and tan male, we named him Zero. of the Two tan and white pups one was male and one female the female was adopted by a family with a 6 year old girl :) . The Mother and tan and white male stayed with Sandy; they were named Lhasa (mom), and Gordo. After all they'd been through Lhasa, Gordo, and Zero stayed close Zero came to visit often and Lhasa and Gordo had never been separated since he was born. They all played together atleast a few times a week. Gordo and Lhasa recognized Zeros name over the phone and would start getting excited they loved to run and play outside digging hole that were huge to them but really just a few inches deep. They were always so happy playing together and learning to trust us. They all have some issues Gordo will freak at anyone up who tries to take his collar off, Zero won't eat alone you have to stay in the room with him, and Lhasa hoards food, she buries raw hide and treats in the couch cushions and in laundry hamper and anywhere else she can. Sandy adored them; they were the lights in her life. Sandy was an older woman her and her husband are disabled, and she can't have children so her animals and Greg and I are like her children. Well that's the background, Gordo got sick about 4 or 5 days ago, it was about midnight when he first started seeming not like himself; 3 hours later he was really lethargic and bleeding internally but the fluid wasn't filling his lungs like it would if he'd gotten into D-con, it was late at nite and they don't own a car so they couldnt get him to emergency, she called us asking for a ride to her vet in the morning and 45 min or so later she called again tellings us he'd passed. I was sooo sad, for us, for them and their whole family whose littlest member just died. The worst is we don't know what happened to him and Sandy didn't have to money to find out. The day we buried Gordo Greg and I named off all they dogs we've loved and lost over the years, told Gordo it was ok these are all nice loving doggies and we sent him there. :) Today was the first day Zero visited Sandy and Lhasa since Gordo's death, it was sad to see him get excited when we pulled onto her street knowing that he's expecting to see his brother. When he got inside he looked for Gordo for 30 min or so. But the day we buried Gordo, Zero smelled his collar (which he wouldn't let anyone take off) and looked as though he knew something was really wrong; I'm sure he could feel that we were sad about something. His mother still looks for him when its their bedtime. The hardest part is not being to be able to explain to them why they don't see Gordo anymore, that He's in a place where they can't look for him but that he's safe and with other dogs who will love and take care of him and that oneday they will all run and play again.
If anyone has a good idea what might have happened to little Gordo please let me know. Thanks ;)
If anyone has a good idea what might have happened to little Gordo please let me know. Thanks ;)